Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1887-08-16

will cost TO educate her out Of the immense
Caledon estate. Methinks you. might I'M
dergo some slight inconvenience for the
sake of being mistress there"
Mrs. Clayton flushed angrily, but said
nothing, and further conversation was pre-
vented by the carriage stopping at the
depot.
We alighted and entered the great wait
ing room which was crowded with people.
/ had never been among strangers before,
and this hurrying, surging crowd fairly be;
wildered me. But over all hung the con-
viction that 1 was going away among strange
people, with these two silent and unioying
women, who both seemed TO owe mo deep
and long-standing grudgo My heart was
ready to burst with grief, and unable TO re-
strain my tears hid my face In my hands
and wept bitterly. Several people noticed
my grief, and remarks were being made as
to the cause, when Miss Armund made her
way TO nc and, sitting down by me, endeav-
orcd TO pacify me by promises Of fine pres
cnts, etc, and seeing that all were regard
ing me curiously hushed my sobs and be-
came quiet.
Tho next moment shrill cry of "An
Aboard sounded through the room, and
there was rush for the outgoing train.
Mrs. Clayton and Miss Armund, with me
between them, hastily scrambled in, getting
barely inside ere the train started. The
coach we had entered was already full of
passengers, but the ladies were given seats
somehow, and in my haste and bewilder-
ment / stumbled and pitched head first into
q fat old gentleman who was squeezing
himself into a scat near by.
"Gracious mcl' he exclaimed rather
Grossly, while Mrs, Clayton gave me with
ering look from her dark eyes, which did
not add to my cotnposure.
''See here, Sis,n said a kind, jovial voice
Mt my elbow, ''there don't seem TO DO any
place in particular for youi suppose you
take seat on my knee"
"And, almost before could comprehend
what was being done, / found myself
perched upon tho knee Of q handsome
young fellow of perhaps one and twenty,
who, seeing my confusion, had taken it up
on himself to come to my assistance.
Mrs Clayton thanked him graciously, and
Miss Armund seemed satisfied, so con-
Guided it was nothing improper to take the
proffcred scat, and, finally gaining cour-
age, dared to glance into my companion's
face. 1t was handsome debonair face, but
yet kind and manly, and his eyes won my
heart at once, theyw so bright and kind
ly in their expression. He did not ply me
with questions, but after his first remark
continued his conversation with his com
panions, quite number Of young men who
occupied the seats near, and guessed they
were evidently from some school or college,
for they were dressed exactly alike in
brown suits with white gloves and hats, !
learned afterwards thcyfyere the collegians
from B. going home for their vacation.
gave the others only glance. / could
not bear their rather bold looks, and then,
too, some of them had laughed at my awk-
wardness, and child though l was, did
not relish being laughed at.
"Well, little one,n said my friend, kindly,
shave you gotten over your fright yeti
You were rather mixed up, wern't youi
Never travelled much, ehn and he laughed,
pleasantly.
81 was never on the cars before but once"
| said, meelkly, "and / don't like it-they
make such terrible noise"
Here the other gentleman laughed loudly,
as II the idea of the cars making a noise was
very funny, indeed.
HIs that lady your mammap asked one,
pointing to where Mrs. Clayton was sitting
engaged in conversation with another lady,
''No, sir" / answered. did not like be
ing questioned by this strange fellow with
his bold, black eyes and ready tongue,
''Ths other one, thenl" directing his glance
TO Miss Armund, who, when she heard his
remark, scowled savagely,
mo, sir,n ] replied again. have no
mamma at all, or papa either,n and again
felt ready to weep for loneliness.
My young friend saw this, and diverted
my attention by buying some fine oranges
of boy who was offering them for sale.
Presenting me with couple of the finest
ones, he said, cheerfully; snow eat these,